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- Not only Zhang Zhan was excited, Chen Qing also felt excited.
The excitement erupting from the depths of the physical body is unknown, whether it comes from the masculinity of men mentioned in the Zhengqi Sutra, or from the interaction between the spiritual body and the physical body. That excitement is like taking the most mysterious elixir, as if it comes from The g-spot that explodes from the most mysterious place in the physical body that even I can¡¯t feel.
He felt as if he had changed into a different person, as if he was possessed by the God of War. He especially longed for and yearned for close combat. He wanted to use his right fist to crush every bone of all enemies, crush them, and crush them.
He felt that the greatest impulse was aroused in his physical body, and he breathed according to the breathing rhythm described in the "Qingdao Zhengqi Sutra". He used the method described in the book to feel every tiny cell in his body, and then every inch of his body moved. Jump into the fight.
His eyes quickly caught the nearest thief beside him. The man was wielding a wooden spiritual sword and mumbling words. He didn't realize at all that he was too close to Chen Qing. Instead, he was still immersed in the fact that his flying sword could force Chen Qing. He felt happy after being struck by his companion's sword.
But just when he was still concentrating on using the flying sword to attack Chen Qing, who was constantly dodging, he suddenly discovered that the man was dodging three flying swords to the left and right. Although his body was constantly scratched and stabbed by the flying swords, he still moved quickly. At this moment, Chen Qing has already arrived in front of him
He stared in shock, suddenly retracted his flying sword to protect himself, and stepped back, preparing to distance himself from Chen Qing.
But how could he be faster than Chen Qing?
When the man first started to dodge, Chen Qing had already dodged with a twist that was so weird that it was almost impossible for a human to accomplish it. He let go of the man's wooden flying sword, and then punched the young man's nose hard - without any spiritual energy infusion, Chen Qing's fist could make a person with the first five levels of Qi refining The nose of a Qi practitioner in the early stage is completely shattered into minced meat
?? Chen Qing not only used her ears, but also used her fists to hear the sound of that guy's nose being broken to pieces, that sound, and that feel. It felt so damn good that I wanted to moan.
Because of the pain, the young man's flying sword immediately fell to the ground, without the owner's control. It instantly turned into useless pieces of wood, glowing faintly on the ground and trembling slightly.
The young man shouted loudly. He covered his face and staggered away.
But Chen Qing followed closely.
And behind him, there were two flying swords shooting straight at the back of his head and heart. Zhang Zhan's eyes widened in excitement, and he wrapped the flying sword in front of him tightly to prevent the flying sword from attacking Chen Qing, and helped Chen Qing contain some attacks.
Chen Qing quickly dodged the stronger flying sword of the red-shirted Qi practitioner. When another relatively weak flying sword flew at a relatively slow speed, Chen Qing's right fist suddenly grabbed forward. Covering his face and howling, the boy's neck - "Idiot, you don't know that you can't expose your weaknesses to the opponent during a battle. Don't you have the ability to fight back?"
Which is more terrifying, the pain of a broken nose or having your life taken away?
The young man in front of you obviously doesn¡¯t know yet
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out You still have to be patient and stay alert at all times, so as not to lose your life in the end.
"Go to hell" Chen Qing suddenly shouted. When the weaker flying sword behind him pierced his right shoulder, his right fist had already crushed the neck of the young man in front of him like a stick.
"Kauh" The young man only had time to make a strange and terrifying sound in his throat, and then he released his hands covering his face and bulged his eyes. Went to see Marx
There was no time to savor the pleasure of crushing someone else's neck. After Chen Qing roared, he quickly released the neck of the person in front of him with his right hand, letting the young man fall to the ground softly like a puddle of mud. Then, as fast as magic power, his right hand, He quickly moved toward the flying sword that had impeded his momentum and slowed down because he had pierced his right button.
He grabbed hold suddenly and actually caught the flying sword that had not flown out of the reach of his arm - how fast is Chen Qing?
That¡¯s a flying sword
It is a flying sword that flashes in front of you. It is known as one of the most dangerous weapons that the enemy cannot catch. Its biggest feature is that it is fast and sharp.
Chen Qing used his fleshy palm to capture it
Chen Qing held the flying sword in his fist, just like a basketball star holding the ball, and would never let it leave his hand again
His left hand quickly poked his shoulder to stop the bleeding again. Like a fighter jet that couldn't feel the pain, Chen Qing quickly turned his head and looked at the other three people - his eyes were like a poisonous snake looking at its prey. .
Vicious, cold, and confident.
Zhang Zhan almost cheered for Chen Qing at this moment - this is what he wants to be most, giving full play to his own physical skills, relying on the body of a cultivator to defeat the enemy in hand-to-hand combat
fast, ruthless, accurate
The red-shirted qigong practitioner looked at Chen Qing's appearance and felt cold in his heart. When Chen Qing crushed his companion's neck just now, he even felt that his own neck was numb and his scalp was tight.
It was so cold that it penetrated my bones.
He hurriedly mustered up 200% of his energy to make his flying sword faster. Like a tarsal maggot, he followed Chen Qing closely. He mobilized all his energy to stare at Chen Qing, concentrating on it and not daring to There should be no slack at all - facing the person in front of him, there must be no slack at all. He had already suffered a loss from Chen Qing before, and now that he saw Chen Qing killing a companion in front of him, he felt even more Feeling nervous.
After Chen Qing killed a person, he felt that the righteousness around him was stronger. It is said that the more you fight, the braver you become. This is the feeling.
With one person dead, the morale of the remaining three thieves was obviously weak, and those who had been confident before began to become nervous.
Chen Qing became more and more excited and confident, and Zhang Zhan couldn't help but smile unconsciously.
" Quickly flashing forward, Chen Qing's step in the air is considered to be his most proficient technique now. He turned left and right, and moved towards the other boy who was attacking him in a weird curve.
The young man was already aware at this moment and saw Chen Qing getting closer and closer. But he had nothing to hide, and his speed was far less than that of Chen Qing. His flying sword was only under Chen Qing's control. He had used all his spiritual energy to take back his flying sword, but found that he There is no way to compete with Chen Qing's power. He felt that his flying sword seemed to be clamped in the strongest steel without any gaps, and he wanted to shake it even a little bit. Impossible - that powerlessness turned into a deep panic, making his already unskilled ability to control the flying sword even worse.
Chen Qing suddenly opened his fist, and the flying sword flew out. Back under the control of his master again - at this moment, the flying sword can no longer pose a threat to him.
Sure enough, the flying sword was weak. The speed is slow and has completely lost the dexterity and effect that used to force Chen Qing to slow down and expose him to the red-shirted Qi practitioner's flying sword.
"Be careful, don't be fooled by Chen Qing." As the leader, the red-shirted Qi practitioner yelled suddenly, trying to boost the morale of his companions and let them regain their glory.
"Die!" But Chen Qing shouted at the same time, getting closer to the boy, with a louder voice, and a more ferocious and terrifying tone.
That companion is at this time. Chen Qing's loud roar made him tremble all over. Chen Qing's voice was full of passion and evil spirit, completely suppressing the volume and momentum of the red-shirted Qi practitioner, and successfully made the young man almost urinate in fright. , a little less fighting spirit.
And that young man. Even dumber than the previous one. Although he did not cover his face like a cowardly ostrich, he was so frightened that he completely lost the desire to fight and persevere. Instead, he suddenly turned around and ran towards the outside of the hospital.
He was completely frightened by Chen Qing's momentum and was completely stunned.
Chen Qing smiled coldly and watched the flying sword spinning feebly around the young man. A pitiful attempt to protect his master. With a fierce sprint, he circled in front of the young man and dodged the flying sword rushed by the red-shirted boy - the red-shirted Qi practitioner was mentally prepared to lose a companion again. However, he wanted to use that companion to distract Chen Qing from this opportunity and take Chen Qing's life.
But he didn¡¯t expect that Chen Qing was faster and more agile. He actually accelerated and walked around in front of his companion, while also widening the distance between him and his flying sword.
The red-shirted qigong practitioner felt a chill in his heart and a burst of despair. Sure enough, the next moment¡ª¡ª
" Chen Qing's right hand was quickly formed into a fist. At the moment when he clenched it tightly, his fist seemed to be twice as big, and then he swung it with wind and hit the young man's forehead - click
The young man only felt a sharp pain, and then he felt nothing at all.
The force of the giant fist shattered the boy's skull. Under such a huge impact, his neck was instantly broken and dislocated. The brain and other objects in his head also moved instantly due to the huge inertia and impact force. His skull became a ball of paste.
The young man's eyes were under tremendous pressure, and his eyes were bloodshot and bulging. He fell straight down without even letting out a roar or moan before death.
There is no more breath of life
This death was so sudden and rapid, it only happened in one second - how fragile life is
Even Zhang Zhan felt a chill in the back of his head. Thinking that he was plotting against such a person, he couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart. It was so terrifying. He killed people without any hesitation. He even became more and more excited during the fight.
horrible
How could someone be so excited when killing someone, and look so bloodthirsty, like a devil.
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The death of the two companions made the remaining two thieves look pale.
The two thieves who had torn off the black cloth that covered their faces because they felt that Chen Qing was bound to die, and there was no need to escape, now felt regretful. It was this hasty decision that put them in a situation with no way out.
Seeing that their flying swords were no longer as powerful as they imagined, and Chen Qing had become their tarsal maggot, their hearts became colder and colder. The feeling of regret made them gnash their teeth - there was no way out. The only option is to fight to the death.
The thieves who had been slacking off in their work and pestering Zhang Zhan also realized this. They looked at the red-shirted Qigong practitioners and gritted their teeth. They could not be afraid and must fight to the death with all their strength. Now, there was no way to give in. There is no room for escape, and it is even more impossible to escape.
Their eyes also burst out with the most powerful killing intent and hatred, and the flying swords they controlled became sharper and faster in an instant.
Zhang Zhan clearly felt that he could no longer catch the opponent's flying sword by himself, and it became difficult to deal with the enemy in front of him (to be continued).
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